The military green camouflage trucks parked not far from them gave off a particularly reassuring feeling.
Lu Yuan and the others packed their belongings and followed the veteran.
The people in the military vehicle shone their flashlights at Lu Yuan and his group, and after confirming that they were their own people, they gently knocked on the car window.
Then five fully armed soldiers immediately jumped out of the back of the truck.
Without saying much, they rushed over and helped everyone throw their belongings into the carriage.
With a "boom," the car shot out of the ruins like an arrow released from a bow.
...
And at this moment, in that small village that had just lost its leader.
Many people were still in a daze. They couldn't believe that someone would actually dare to fire a gun and kill their leader. This group of people, who had always been fearless, suddenly panicked.
The dead man had said that even if he died, others would take their place, and these people would become the successors of the entire village. Anyone could be one of them. However, they hadn't paid much attention to this matter. After all, under the man's leadership, everyone was well-fed and watered and didn't need to think too much. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as a pack of wild beasts.
Soon enough, someone realized what was happening!
“Now that our leader is dead, we need to choose a new one! I propose it! Let me do it!” A skinny, bony boy stood up and said.
His words immediately made everyone present laugh.
The scantily clad woman sneered, "Xiao Feng, don't be ridiculous. With your physique, how could you possibly feed us? You'd probably be knocked over by any girl you meet! What are you going to feed us?"
The others chimed in without hesitation, "Exactly! You're not even fully grown yet, don't just blindly follow the crowd! Hurry up, those who are capable, step forward!"
"Good, the head's dead. We still need to figure out how to eat this! Otherwise it'll go bad in a few days!"
So, several people immediately stepped forward and expressed their willingness to take on the role of the new leader.
Without the old leader's threat, everyone became bolder, and even a few women began to express their desire to become the leader.
After arguing for a long time, one man was finally chosen.
This man had no good skin or flesh on his body, but his frame was extremely broad, his body was tall and strong, and his face had a hint of ferocity, which suited everyone's taste.
After a cheer, the crowd placed the new leader on the throne—that dilapidated table.
The man stood on the high place, looking excitedly at the cheering men and women below. The timidity in his eyes had finally disappeared.
Then he waved his hand, and the crowd stopped cheering.
"To avenge our former leader, we must join forces with Qiao Zhuang to capture these people! Anyone want to come with me to find Qiao Zhuang?"
When the people at the scene heard that they were looking for Qiao Zhuang, they immediately fell silent, and no one was willing to go with him.
After all, going to find Qiao Zhuang was extremely dangerous. They had already been abandoned by Qiao Zhuang's men, and this place was a no-man's-land.
Qiao Zhuang was somewhat more intelligent than them, but he was just as ruthless.
A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes.
"Since no one is willing to step forward, I'll call two people! Those who are unwilling can become sacrifices!"
Everyone shrank back, afraid to utter a sound, lest the man point at them.
After a while, the man suddenly put his hand on the shoulder of the boy named Xiaofeng.
"You're the one!"
With that, she dragged the boy outside.
...
Qiao Zhuang wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth with a clean white napkin, put his knife and fork aside, and showed a satisfied expression.
"Not bad, the meat is cooked well today! By the way, you just said those cannibals came looking for me again?"
The assistant beside him quickly nodded and whispered, "Yes, Mr. Qiao, it's those people! Their leader seems to be dead, and this is a newly elected one!"
After hearing this, a hint of pity flashed in Qiao Zhuang's eyes, then a cold glint appeared in his eyes as he stood up.
"Take me to see him!"
With that, he strode towards the door.
In the reception room, Qiao Zhuang frowned slightly when he saw the man picking and eating tree leaves on the chair.
On the ground lay a waiter with a large gash in his chest, blood flowing everywhere.
In the corner, a little boy was kneeling, trembling and curled up against the wall, his eyes flashing with fear.
Hearing footsteps at the door, the boy quickly hid in the corner. Qiao Zhuang sighed when he saw the boy's appearance.
Then he said to his assistant, "Get him some food! And some clean clothes!"
The assistant nodded and quickly left.
Qiao Zhuang walked up to the sofa, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and sighed.
"Is Da Long really dead?"
The man standing on the windowsill, eating tree leaves, grunted in response without turning his head.
"Yes, Da Long is dead! I'm the leader over there now! You have to get revenge!"
"Who did this?"
"There were two men, oh, then another one came, he was from the veterans' side!"
A hint of annoyance flashed across Qiao Zhuang's face.
"Why did you provoke them? We can't afford to mess with veterans! We've warned you so many times! Be careful when you eat! But you just won't listen!"
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